IRC-Galleria

Tulin himaan, laitoin sähköt päälle, ja jostain alkoi kuulua kummallista surinaa. Sitten yhtäkkiä digiboxi räjähti. Kuulu vaa pam ja siit lähti haiseva savupilvi :s

otin johdot pois seinästä ja avasin ikkunan tarkoituksena laittaa rikkinäinen boxi tuulettumaan, mutta ku koskin siihen sain kädet täyteen harmaata möhnää. Sit sitä alko vuotaa myös videolaitteesta ja mikä pahinta, telkkarista.

Siivoomiseen meni aikaa.

Kaikest huolimatta toi oli tosi hassua, ku suoraan jostai Aku Ankasta. Ja puhuin muute kännykäs sillon ku toi tapahtu :D "Ei oo totta. Mun digiboxi just räjähti"

onneks varavideot ja vanha minitelkku löytyy jostai.

Sonata Arctica - Replica




I'm home again, I won the war, and now I am behind
your door. I tried so hard to obey the law, and see the
meaning of this all. Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived next door. Long ago...

As you can see, when you look at me, I'm pieces of
what I used to be. It's easier when you don't see me
standing on my own two feet. I'm taller when I sit
here still, you ask are all my dreams fulfilled.
They made me a heart of steel, the kind them bullets
cannot see, yeah.

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me.

The light is green, my slate is clean, new life to fill
the hole in me. I had no name, last December, Christmas
Eve I can't remember. I was in a constant pain, I saw
your shadow in the rain. I painted all your pictures red,
I wish I had stayed home instead, yeah.

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me.

Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over
Are you gonna leave me, is my world now over.

Raising from the place I've been, and trying to keep
my home base clean. Now I'm here and won't go back believe.

I fall asleep and dream a dream, I'm floating in the
silent stream. No-one placing blame on me
But nothing's what it seems to be, yeah!!

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica.
Empty shell inside of me
I'm a replica.

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica.
Empty shell inside of me
I'm a replica.

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm a replica of me...

I'm home again, I won the war, and now I am behind
the door. I tried so hard to obey the law, see the
meaning of this all. Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived...

I had the most awful airport experience of my life in Budapest.. There were many problems but the worst was with a broken check in-machine. The officers couldn`t help me when the machines didn`t work and Icouldn`t get my boarding pass. Aagh, unbelievable :D The line to the desk was too long but luckily there were nice passengers who knew what to do. Thanks<3 I finally made it to Helsinki although I almost missed the flight.

Hungary was beautiful. My head is full of new culture, but in a good way.

Finnish coffee is still better ^__^

...Täst tulee varmaan myös väsyttävin loma ikinä :s

Täst tulee joku paras loma ikinä :DDDDD Täältä tullaan, Budapest!

näkyy viikon parin kuluttua :)

Vielkään en oo leffaa nähny, mut Pulp fictionin soundtrack kyl on yksi kivoimmista levyistä päällä maan.

6 koetta jäljellä vielä enkä tee elettäkään lukeakseni. Mistä voisi ostaa motivaatiota? :p

Ahh, Kingdom hearts<33

Siin vaihees ku vastaantulija kysyy "Mitäs muumio?" vois jo harkita nukkumista :D Sulais nää kahen kilon silmäpussit.

Mut hassunhauskaa oli keikalla kyllä!

Hyvää yötä

Huh, voikohan ihminen viel stressaantuneempi olla :D vaik koulujuttui piisaa ei enskan keikkaa voi jättää väliin ^____^

Nightwish - Live To Tell The Tale



A single grain can tip the scale
Amidst the burden the scale will prevail
Showing what`s worth being here
Storyteller by a hearth of stone
A white little creature purring me
My childhood kingdom gone in time
The islands filling my mind with blue
The one in speacial, heaven's court

All the joy unforgiven by this task

An errant soul, homeless and foul
All gone but the will to
Live to tell the tale

The days are filled with anxiety
Frustration, one right note a day
Where to find a perfect tune
Just do the work and take a step back

All the joy unforgiven by this task

An errant soul, homeless and foul
All gone but the will to
Live to tell the tale

Dark chambers of my mind
Locked around the neck of my love
None of you understand
And it doesn't matter
To a broken marionette like me

An errant soul, homeless and foul

An errant soul, homeless and foul
All gone but the will to
Live to tell the tale

Oh how I hate mykind
Have it all
Yet wish to die

Not mykind but the kind as you are
Saints in Cain's mask
I love you
I just did